It was rare for Nanfeng, who had been in the underworld for so many years, to feel nervous.
He looked up more information on Fang Zhao, but all he could find were some superficial things. He had already understood Fang Zhao beforehand. As for the rest, because he had not become an official assistant yet, Yan Biao would not tell him too much about Fang Zhao.
He could get some friends to use other means to find out more, but if he really did that, he could forget about his job as an assistant.
Now, Nanfeng could only rely on the information he could find online to speculate about things that were hidden beneath the surface.
The next day, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu saw Nanfeng using a device they had never seen before to remove the dark circles under his eyes.
Nanfeng sighed. "Captain, the more I think about it, the more nervous I get."
"Your mental fortitude is lacking. You are regressing." Yan Biao wondered if Nanfeng could still hold his gun steady in an emergency.
"Sigh, isn't it because of what you said? Since you said boss is different from other celebrities in the entertainment circle, my experience is limited. I feel like I don't even know how to speak. Captain, what should I say when I see boss in the afternoon? "Nanfeng asked.
"Say whatever you like. Don't exaggerate or be too humble. Boss doesn't fall for that," Yan Biao said.
"Understood!"
"Anyway, perform well, got it?"
Nanfeng nodded vigorously. "Don't worry, Captain! I will definitely perform well. After all, I have been in Huangzhou for so many years. I want boss to know that I am familiar with the rules of the entertainment circle. I can take on the job immediately and pass the test! "
Fang Zhao arrived right on time at three in the afternoon. As soon as he entered, he could see the polished floor. The room was neat and tidy. Even the windows didn't have a speck of dust on them.
Zuo Yu and Yan Biao had even tidied up some of the inconspicuous corners for the boss' inspection.
"Hello, hello. I'm Nan Feng. Nan from North, South, East, and West."
Nanfeng tried his best to smile naturally, but because he was too nervous, his smile looked weird.
"Don't be nervous." Fang Zhao pointed to a chair beside him and gestured for him to sit.
"No … I'm not nervous!" Nanfeng's teeth were chattering.
Yan Biao resisted the urge to slap Nanfeng and gave Fang Zhao a brief introduction of Nanfeng's situation. When he mentioned Nanfeng's new eyeball, he paused and gave Nanfeng a look.
At this moment, Nanfeng had also come to his senses, and his quick-wittedness had returned. His mind was shaken, and he took the initiative to explain to Fang Zhao where he had gotten so much money for the eyeballs.
Ten million was not a small sum for an ordinary person. Many people could not earn that much money in their entire lives. Fang Zhao would surely be puzzled. Since he had the ability to earn so much money, why did he still want to be Fang Zhao's assistant? Would he do his best?
Just like Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, they might not be able to get ten million yuan even if they worked as bodyguards for ten years, unless something big happened and they could get a bigger bonus.
Thus, Nanfeng had to personally explain everything to Fang Zhao.
Nanfeng picked up a cup of water from the side table and took a few sips. He pondered for a moment before saying, "Actually, I didn't earn much in the first two years I came to Huangzhou. I was just trying to get by. During his military service, he was almost out of touch with society. Before his military service, he didn't have much contact with society, and he needed time to adapt to dealing with people. Things only got better after I familiarized myself with the environment and expanded my network. During this period, I invested in a few small-budget dramas produced by university students. My luck was pretty good the year before last. I earned close to five million from my investments and bonuses. "
When he had seen his earnings, Nanfeng had really felt like he was f * cking awesome. However, he had quickly discovered that there were too many high-income people in Huangzhou. A small fry like him couldn't make a splash.
Now, Nanfeng wasn't investing because he had no money. Secondly, it was no longer his turn to invest in the works of his previous collaborators. They were all funded by big companies. It was already a rare opportunity to pick up a loophole. It was impossible to encounter it again and again. There were many shrewd people in Huangzhou. How could a small fry like Nanfeng get his turn?
"Thus, you don't have to worry about the source of the money. I definitely didn't use illegal means to earn money!"
Huangzhou was full of opportunities, but one had to work hard. Whether one could rake in gold depended on one's own ability. He was busy all day like a spinning top. His brain wished he could split into several parts and think at the same time. It hadn't been easy for Nanfeng over the past few years. There weren't that many meat pies falling from the sky. Society taught people how to behave.
However, Nanfeng now had his own plans for life.
Many people said that the entertainment circle was a mix of gold and black. Money came quickly in this circle, but it was easy to attract unwanted attention. But Nanfeng liked it here. He could adapt here.
Nanfeng felt that being Fang Zhao's assistant wasn't a bad position. Fang Zhao didn't lack money, so Nanfeng didn't need to get involved in some gray areas. Also, there were rumors that Fang Zhao had a military background. Having a background was a good thing. It was also a form of protection. Furthermore, Fang Zhao's bodyguard had been his former team leader, an old acquaintance. Fang Zhao's salary couldn't compare to Nanfeng's investment profits, but it was still considered high in the industry.
All in all, this was Nanfeng's best opportunity.
After accumulating enough experience as an assistant, Nanfeng believed that he would soon be promoted to a manager and have his own team. He would then be able to groom a few heavenly superstars and reach the pinnacle of his life!
The only thing that made Nanfeng feel apprehensive was Fang Zhao's character in the industry. From what he could see, Fang Zhao seemed more inclined towards the literary and academic side. This was something Nanfeng was unfamiliar with.
However …
Nanfeng kept promoting himself to Fang Zhao. "I will do my best to be a good assistant so that Boss can focus more on academics and works. He will also have time to rest. I can take care of Boss's daily life, walk the dog and feed the rabbit. I can make arrangements for Boss when he needs to go out. I can also double as a bodyguard … "
Zuo Yu and Yan Biao shot daggers at him.
Double as a bodyguard? Do you think we're just decorations? Does he need an assistant to double as a bodyguard?!
Zuo Yu thought to himself, This Nanfeng is really f * cking scheming!
After Nanfeng finished explaining his situation, he looked at Fang Zhao expectantly. "Why don't you try me out first? You can decide if you want to keep me after the trial period is over. "
Fang Zhao stared at Nanfeng for a few seconds and nodded. "The trial period is one month. I will prepare a contract for you when I get back."
"Oh! Alright, Boss! "Nanfeng suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be steady and reliable.
"What would you like to eat, Boss? I want to order ingredients. "Nanfeng wanted to show off his skills to his new boss and two colleagues and prove that he wasn't bluffing.
"No need. I'm going back to school. Nanfeng, you and Yan Biao are comrades. You can stay here and chat. You can go to school tomorrow to sign the contract, "Fang Zhao said as he got up.
"No, no, no. Boss, I'll go to school with you. I need to familiarize myself with the route." Nanfeng also got up.
What a joke. Camaraderie could wait. He had just become an assistant and hadn't been promoted yet. Of course, he had to seize the opportunity to show off.
"Boss, where's the car? I'll drive it over," Nanfeng asked.
"I didn't drive. I walked over from HuangArt," Fang Zhao replied.
"Then I'll call a cab?" Nanfeng asked.
"Then walk back."
"Walking is good. Walking is good for your body. Boss, I'll walk with you!"
Zuo Yu and Yan Biao silently watched Nanfeng's fawning and fawning manner and started to reflect on themselves. They really hadn't done enough.
Zuo Yu and Yan Biao had originally wanted to send Fang Zhao back to HuangArt before returning, but Fang Zhao had declined.
After leaving, Fang Zhao didn't take the skyway between buildings. Instead, he took the elevator to the first floor.
He was wearing a hoodie. Many people in this area also wore hoodies. Once he wore a hoodie, no one would recognize him unless they were standing right in front of him. Furthermore, Fang Zhao wasn't as popular in Huangzhou as he was in Yanzhou, so not many people would deliberately stare at him.
Huangzhou also had many high-rise buildings. The place where Zuo Yu and Yan Biao were staying was rented by many people who came to Huangzhou to study or work. However, the rent of the same building was like heaven and earth. The rent was cheaper on the ground floor, but the higher up, the better the lighting, the more expensive the rent.
Huangzhou's capital, Huangcheng, was also known as Phoenix City. During the Old Era, it had been a barren land that had been forgotten by everyone. During the Period of Destruction, it had been an important battlefield. In the New Era, it had become the center of the world and was much more prosperous than Qi 'an City.
The buildings were tall, and the streets between them weren't considered wide. However, it wasn't dark because there were lights.
The slits between the buildings were filled with artistic elements. Even the lighting arrangement on the ground floor had an artistic aesthetic.
Seeing that Fang Zhao was very interested in the lights, Nanfeng told Fang Zhao about some of the rumors in this area.
"This is also a typical black street in Huangcheng. However, unlike the black streets of other cities, it isn't dark and has much better security. To a certain extent, Huangzhou's Huangcheng doesn't have black streets. The lighting here was designed by a world-renowned artist. Many artists who come to Huangzhou to study have rented apartments here. Do you see that trash can over there? The paintings on it were done by an artist before he became famous. Later on, they were preserved and even added anti-theft measures … "
Nanfeng explained some interesting things to Fang Zhao. Meanwhile, on the street next to theirs, a low-profile live broadcast vehicle was parked there.
A middle-aged man was pointing at an electronic map and speaking in a low voice.
"Now that office workers haven't gotten off work and homebodies haven't come out, there aren't many people on the ground floor. The timing is just right, and the number of people is just right. There are two youngsters on the next street. Walk past them and turn this corner. There's another person smoking next to the trash can. Run this way, and there's a couple in that corner. Then … "
There were two people in front of him. One was a sweet young woman with blonde hair and a red dress, and the other was a big man with muscles all over his body. His exposed arms and neck were covered with devil-like tattoos, and he gave off a fierce aura. The two of them listened attentively to the middle-aged man.
"Remember your route. This time, you have to pass a total of nine people. Let's see if any of these nine are willing to step forward."
They were a livestream team that had created their own livestream programs. They were all programs that tested human nature. Today, they wanted to let the online audience see how many passersby were willing to stand up for them when they saw something bad in their daily lives. What was everyone's reaction like?
The middle-aged man was a live broadcast host. He didn't rely on his looks to make a living. He relied on his brain. He knew how to attract more viewers and how to create a topic of conversation.
The two standing in front of the host were actually actors who had graduated from Huangzhou Academy of Art. They weren't famous, but they were acting experts. HuangArt productions were definitely the best. The two of them had guaranteed their acting skills. The host had headhunted them over for a collaboration, and the pay was high.
"Got it?" the host asked.
"Got it!" the two replied.
The host stared at the two of them. Dissatisfied, he called over the makeup artist. "Hurry up and touch up your makeup! Props artist, where's the dagger? Is the dagger ready? "
"Yes, yes!" The props artist ran over and handed a blood-stained dagger to the hunk.
The makeup artist touched up some of the "wounds" on the blonde in the red dress and added a few more lines on the hunk.
"Are the cameras ready?"
The cameraman made an "OK" gesture. They were miniature, highly concealed, controllable flying cameras.
After confirming that everyone was ready, the host officially started the live broadcast. After teasing the fans at the beginning, the broadcast moved on to the main topic of the day.
"We are ready. This time, let's see if people will remain silent to protect themselves or lend a helping hand in a robbery situation.
"We don't know the identity or background of the people we're about to meet. This is for the real thing! But to respect the passersby, we will censor their faces.
"Alright, our actors can begin!"
The host gestured to the two actors, and they immediately got into character.
The blonde in the red dress messed up her hair, and the sweet smile on her face turned into an expression of anger, sorrow, and despair.
There wasn't a trace of honesty left on the hunk's face. He had become fierce. Coupled with his body, tattoo, and hairstyle that looked like a gangster's, no one would think of him as a good person.
The hunk with the "blood-stained" dagger ran first. Behind him, the blonde in the red dress let out a heart-wrenching scream. "Robbery!"
The camera clearly recorded the places the two had passed. Before the live broadcast, the audience hadn't known where they were. There were many people outside of Huangzhou, and now they were watching the live broadcast with great interest.
On the screen, the tattooed hunk and the blonde in the red dress had already seen two figures running along the path they had taken. They looked rather young from afar.
However, one wearing a hat remained calm as he watched them run past, while the other shorter one … seemed to have a twinkle in his eyes.
This reaction isn't right!
The tattooed hunk and the blonde in the red dress hesitated for a moment, but they still followed their original plan and continued running.
As for Nanfeng, he was excited!
When he had heard the word "robbery," he had perked up. Now that he saw the people running over, he rubbed his palms together.
It's here! Here's my chance to shine!
He took a step forward and stood in front of Fang Zhao. "Boss, you don't have to do anything. Let me do it!"
Nanfeng felt that even if he was an assistant, he had to remember one thing when following someone like Fang Zhao, who was too strong.
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